Chapter Two

 

With the coming of the Moranth

the tide turned.

And like ships in a harbor

the Free Cities were swept under

Imperial seas.

The war entered its twelfth year,

the Year of the Shattered Moon

and its sudden spawn of

deathly rain and

black-winged promise.

Two cities remained to contest

the Malazan onslaught.

One stalwart, proud banners

beneath Dark’s powerful wing.

The other divided—

—without an army,

bereft of allies—

The strong city fell first.

CALL TO SHADOW
FELISIN (B.1146)